User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2246928-20140806145124/@comment-2246928-20140815185917

The monitor stands over him, his eyes bright windows of fire as he hissed soothingly at his opponent, his tongue flicking as he relished the smell of death and fear that choked the air. Zakrav could just hear the sound of Grayclaw's spine snapping as a monitor's fist connected with her spine, and Argo scampering through the grass, fleeing the carnage. The monitor leader grinned. "There shall only be death. Fate haz decreed thiz end for you, and I do what Fate dezirez. Zleep well and zail on, corzzzair..." With that, the monitor leapt at his opponent, claws outstretched as they sought warmblooded flesh.